Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Malawi and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1964 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Maurizio to the electroclash kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Sun Ra. All the underground hits.
All The J.B.'s tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Pop Group record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Accadde A record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Reuben Wilson,
H. Thieme,
Minor Threat,
Throbbing Gristle,
Public Image Ltd.,
Bluetip,
Janne Schatter,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Henry Cow,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Robert Görl,
L. Decosne,
Quando Quango,
Althea and Donna,
Kurtis Blow,
Graham Central Station,
Technova,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Nico,
T. Rex,
Toni Rubio,
The Divine Comedy,
Subhumans,
Agent Orange,
Danielle Patucci,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Dawn Penn,
The Standells,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Raincoats,
Todd Terry,
Soul II Soul,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Q65,
Shuggie Otis,
The Names,
Slave,
Ludus,
The Slits,
Piero Umiliani,
The Selecter,
Sister Nancy,
Circle Jerks,
Flamin' Groovies,
Lungfish,
Sun Ra,
Bizarre Inc.,
LL Cool J,
Suburban Knight,
Cybotron,
Joensuu 1685,
Lou Christie,
Crime,
Gang of Four,
the Bar-Kays,
Peter & Gordon,
The Cure,
Fear,
Cecil Taylor,
Monolake, Monolake, Monolake, Monolake.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.